It's NOT all about ME ME ME (yes it is)(no it is not) I GIVE UP

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Since Piaroo’s Wish Helping the Homeless and Vulnerable in Reading was founded we have helping 100s of people who are homeless and vulnerable.

I never knew we would grow into this huge operation. We have expanded into helping people with furniture and anything they need when they move into accommodation, daily phone or text support, sign posting, one to ones and basically anything we can.

However for me it is still not enough. I feel deep within me that we can go bigger and better. There is so much I want to do to help the guys even more from creative writing to learning to read.

We do our very best and because we are a non faith constituted community group we have so many people with so many talents and skills and experience to help even more people. However there is a cycle on the streets and its nasty, black, devilish and soul-destroying.

Life on the streets is tough, grimy, twisted and family, friendship. I have learnt that within weeks a person who has lost his home, job and family will start to drink 2 litres of cider a day. Within a few months they will be on crack or heroin or alcohol.

Most on the streets will have had a very hard life dealing with life long family traumas, mental health issues, addiction, family breakdowns, loss, there are so many issues I could list but that would take forever. many may have lost a job which may cause them to become depressed which then could of lead to family breakdown or divorce. Men will normally leave their home which then means that they have made themselves intentionally homeless which then means the local council will not re-home them. Other services that are in every town from street services to St Mungos all have criteria that they have to adhere to which means people have to either sleep under a bus shelter, car park or anywhere they can lay their head to rest.

All these services try to work with the everyone but the guys have to work with the services to. It is so hard to see people deteriorate in front of me and it breaks me. I wish I had the skills, even though I am a life coach, to help th-em with so much more. It easy to give someone a roof over there head, however its then the other issues that need addressing. With all the government cuts mental health services are dying, therapeutic communities being closed, Psychiatric services slashed.

Every week more teenagers and elderly people are being made homeless.

I CANT SEE AN END TO THIS

I FEEL THAT ENGLAND IS DROWNING IN SORROW

Why can’t people in power see that the England that they are creating is destroying this beautiful country. I LOVE ENGLAND. It is full of beauty and colour and has the best scenery and so many wondrous areas to visit. But every town has a homeless issue and making people leave a town and buying them a train ticket to where they have come from just means that you’re not helping that person. There are reasons why people leave their home towns so sending them back so you do not have to deal with them is so stupid and YES and double YES I said STUPID. For me it is common sense maybe I am just being thick.

Councils all over England are destroying the homeless people’s property from sleeping bags to medicine to personal belongings such as pictures, letters, ID basically everything.

Tomorrow Piaroo’s Wish Helping the Homeless and Vulnerable in Reading will be providing tents, sleeping bags, ground mats, clothing, toiletries, hot and cold food and so much more. By next week the majority of what we have handed out will either stolen by other homeless or destroyed by the council.

It takes a lot of work by a lot of people to make our family picnics happen from posting different donation list to dropping or collecting donations.

Sometimes when we see our guys I know I want to cry but you have to hold it in, Our family is growing which means seeing more and more people suffering and new people every week who come to see us. I look forward to Wednesdays because i can see my family and help them the best i can with so many wonderful people.

yesterday at our Family picnic for Piaroo’s Wish Helping the Homeless and Vulnerable in Reading, I celebrated my 49th birthday we had so much food and none of it got wasted. We made up 51 bags of toiletries and wish we could of had more donations because at least 10 people didn’t get one Also not everyone took toiletries so I calcite that we had over 65 people come to celebrate my birthday. It was beautiful and I had so many hugs from everyone.

Even though it was my birthday celebration I was still helping and I was taken aside by several people and everything that is said is confidential unless its a self harming issues or mental state issues. Luckily in the 21 months that we have been going I have only needed to ring Prospect Park once.

One of our guys needed some loving compassion. The guy is the most nicest of guys but the like so many has a past. I gave some advice and said what I could see and he got very emotional. It breaks my heart when I hear that his parents didn’t give a damn about him and that they didn’t love him. He said that I was the first person that said he had a loving family in us and that we loved him. I gave him lots of cuddles and reassured him that he was loved by so many and that he was a strong man who overcome so much pain and needs a lot of help. That he is not alone and maybe its time to show people his nice side.

I met Dennis by the river last night, he has only been to our picnics for 3 weeks. I knew instantly that he didn’t to chat (It’s a gift). He began to talk and I put my arms around him and held him whilst he cried. Breaks my heart knowing someone can go through life and be of an older age and not receive love or understanding. He is now drinking which he wasn’t 3 weeks ago. He like so many had a tough life being ignored unloved uncared for. I spent over half an hour with him and left him in a better state that I saw him in.

It is very hard for people to understand that we have people on the streets who never drink or take drugs but within a few weeks of being on the streets they turn to alcohol or drugs to deal with the harsh realities of life on the streets. Everyone we help is either homeless or vulnerable and needs LOVE COMPASSION UNDERSTANDING AND HELP.